into his arms, "DONT WORRY KUROO I'LL CARRY YOU!!!"

kuroo just blinking appalled (and flushing who knows)

silly little thing but i need kuroo to be a spoiled kitten !!! bokuroo as always...

going on and on about kuroo being his wife, his princess, his omega and even though kuroo is half asleep and fucking sore from earlier........

it gets him hot and bothered all over again. no one else has seen kuroo like this.

before he knew it, bokuto had him pinned to the couch, their bare cocks gliding together.

kuroo hated being in vulnerable positions. he had to have some control, he always did. whether it's school or volleyball.

but he trusted bokuto wholly. he wrapped his arms around his neck, panting into +

and the thought is so wonderfully sweet, knowing they're once again on the same page. just like they've always been.

"for the rest of our lives, right?" he continues, ears reddening.

bokuto's so, so—

"i'll be in your care from now on too, koutarou."

— /so happy/.

his eyes shine with a particular brand of fondness that's never been seen before.

"if i win gold for the olympics..." he takes a little breath, but everyone can see he feels psyched up, enthusiastic, exuberant about it.

"tetsu, you'll be with me forever — don't forget!"